The Elder Scrolls: Tamriel

A lean, wiry Wood Elf with pallid skin and sharp features, Ronthil has glowing golden-red eyes and shoulder-length auburn hair swept back into a loose knot. He dresses in finely tailored dark robes with gold trim, and his long, delicate fingers are always gesturing or counting coin. A small dagger rests at his side, but his true weapon is his silver tongue.

Ronthil is witty, self-serving, and dangerously perceptive. He speaks in elaborate, overly polite phrases that often mask insults, bribes, or careful manipulation. He has little stomach for violence but has learned to flatter and dodge his way out of most threats. Despite his cowardice, he’s not entirely disloyal—he respects Feran Sadri, partly out of genuine admiration, partly out of a healthy fear. Ronthil is one of the few in the castle who enjoys conversation, and he prides himself on knowing everyone’s secrets—or at least acting like he does. He treats newcomers with a disarming warmth, but it's always calculated. To Ronthil, every word is a weapon, and every deal is a step toward survival—or subtle influence. In the cold, blood-drenched halls of Volkihar Keep, Ronthil doesn’t fight. He negotiates, flatters, gossips, and lies. And somehow, that’s made him more dangerous than most.

Before his turning, Ronthil was a traveling peddler, storyteller, and fence, drifting through Tamriel’s backroads with a silver tongue and a crooked grin. He ran cons in Cyrodiil, sold counterfeit potions in Valenwood, and once talked a band of mercenaries into guarding a wagon full of rocks. Eventually, his schemes caught the wrong kind of attention, and rather than meet the business end of a bounty hunter’s blade, he talked his way into a new life—undeath under the patronage of Feran Sadri. Now, Ronthil serves as Feran’s assistant and manages one of Castle Volkihar’s few "legitimate" stores, dealing in alchemical ingredients, potions, rare books, and obscure vampire curiosities. Though not a combatant, his knowledge of speechcraft, trade, and obscure lore has earned him a precarious place in the clan.